Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

palm brought her back

of the pain and she withdrew

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

coldly,

the pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

couldn't bear to see her in

"No --"

the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her

the same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her

the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

eyes, which were full of

"You know it hurts?"

business. You don't have to be

last word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

red by

"Have a seat --"

of

was much more stubborn than

"No --"

shook her

she looked at him coldly, "Brody,

looked at him

remembered what

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on

care about

He snorted.

still so furious that he tightly pressed on her

you up

continued to threaten.

so much and the bleeding had not stopped

she was going

"A little bit painful..."

said with

heart skipped a beat when he saw the

pain flashed through

but she was still

say anything but stared at her own

feel painful, you

he made up his mind and said.

sharp knife at the wound

eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her

fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

her own

into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she

her teeth,

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand and made a clear

was her tears or

of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

knife

tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could

finally could not help

were cut and

cry out several times to

"Idiot --"

was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at